Li Mubai is a majestic mountain, the general is a more majestic mountain, the strange rocks on the mountain are craggy, straight into the sky, the mountain stretches for tens of thousands of miles, connecting the sky, majestic and unobservable, looking at it from afar, it is simple and deep, unfathomable, and it is more and more simple and mysterious, lonely and lonely.

Li Mubai is a wide sea, the general is a wider sea, the sea waves crash on the shore, the water is surging, the waves crash on the shore, the depths of the waves, secluded and unpeepable, like another dazed world, look up, no edge, no outline.

Li Mubai's body was constantly retreating, the black hair on his temples was fluttering back, the line he drew behind him was getting closer and closer, he was fighting with all his might, and he used his beliefs and obsessions beyond ordinary people to fight against the general, but when he really saw the mountain and the sea, he silently found that the mountain was too high and the sea was too wide.

Whether it is Li Mubai or Zhao Jianchen, they have all fought with the general, one is at the top of the Forbidden City on the night of the full moon, and the other is attacking with ten thousand swords to make the opening remarks, they feel that they are not as good as the general, but they will not be too far apart, now it seems that the big mistake is very wrong, the general is the mountain outside the mountain, the sky outside the sky, a thousand years, the highest peak of martial arts.

A trace of blood overflowed from the corner of Li Mubai's mouth, and the general's invincible sword qi broke through his sword qi, like a gust of wind hanging up somewhere, burrowing into his body and suddenly exploding, disturbing his breath and disturbing his state of mind, the sword in his heart was shaky.

"Maybe you and Zhao Jianchen have a much deeper understanding of the sword than the old man, but the word combat power has nothing to do with understanding, the old man has never practiced swords. But from other places, I realized that there are many kendo that have nothing to do with swords, and it is not a simple one-size-fits-all way, and one sword is learned to master ten thousand swords. But I feel more and more that the word kendo is not good, but it should be the dao sword, the dao is in front, and the sword is behind, so that the true meaning of the sword can be said. The general's voice floated to Li Mubai's ears, not preaching. It's like a discussion, not a fight between life and death, but a conversation about sitting and talking.

Li Mubai frowned. But his heart suddenly brightened, as if the earth had finally ushered in the first drop of rain after a hundred years of drying, and Qing Lingling fell from the sky and moistened the earth. The branches are green. Or over the years, his kendo has been too fast and too steady, and it's time to stop, or take a step back.

But at this time, he had to insist, because there was Lin Wan'er standing on the city wall behind him.

Reaching out and wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, Li Mubai reactivated the breath in his body and pulled the crumbling sword out of its scabbard. But the sword body was three feet out of the scabbard, and one hand forcibly appeared. Gently pushing on the hilt, the sword returned to its scabbard, no longer controlled, as if it were deeply locked in the scabbard.

The general turned his head slightly, looked in the northwest direction, and said lightly: "It's here." ”

In the northwest direction of Shangjing City, the two horsemen swooped down like offline arrows drawing two black lines.

Zhao Shuo, who was above the city, clenched his hands fiercely, his eyes revealed an inexplicable meaning, and he said softly: "Xu Yunfeng, the son of Xiliang." ”

Wei Song is like a dragon going out to sea, one hand suddenly turned the silver gun in his hand, the tip of the gun was bright yellow, and he clamped the horse's belly hard, his body was tall, he opened and closed, and suddenly the silver gun smashed on the ground, and the Zhenbei army of more than 6,000 people was like a flat boat in the sea, swaying with the waves, swaying left and right.

A hundred-zhang avenue appeared in front of him and the general, Wei Song's body did not stop, his feet thundered, the pace became bigger and bigger, the silver spear carried the power of heaven and earth, rolled up a huge aura, and converged into an unrivaled torrent, the silver spear had been submerged in it, and the body of the spear could not be seen, nor could Wei Song himself, and rushed towards the general who was not as immobile as a mountain.

The general's face was expressionless, he jumped up, and simply threw a punch to hit it hard.

With a "boom", the heavens and the earth trembled, and something seemed to be shattered between the two.

Wei Song's energy is deep, like a dark blue bottomless lake, reflecting the heavens and the earth, at this time, he did his best, and the heavens and the earth have changed color, and countless precipitation snow from a few days ago have flown upside down, drowning the figures of the two.

When the dust settled, the first thing to be revealed was the figures of Wei Song and the general, as well as the silver spear, and the general grabbed the tip of the spear with one hand and pinched out the bright yellow on the tip of the spear.

Wei Song on the opposite side had a look of shock and excitement on his face, his full force was actually caught by the general with one hand, in the civil strife in the Xiliang Palace, the sweet potato could only delay in the face of his gun, Fan Heming could only hide in the face of his gun, and Sima Qi, who had absorbed the fortune of a country, could only check and balance, but the general actually caught it with one hand.

How could he not be shocked, and how could he not be excited.

With a cold snort, all the infinite breath in Wei Song's body poured out, he stomped under his feet, holding the gun in one hand turned into holding the gun in both hands, and countless violent qi tore through the surroundings, and the bright yellow that was pinched out by the general suddenly shone brightly, as if a round of sun had been born.

The General's body began to slide backwards, leaving clearly visible marks on the ground with his feet.

After Han Chong, the sword idiot boy, Gonggong Hong, Zero Zero-Seven and Li Mubai, the general finally retreated, and this majestic, oppressed mountain that no one could breathe finally began to loosen.

It's just that the joy hasn't rippled yet, the general's figure suddenly froze, one hand behind him, and the other hand once again grabbed and extinguished the sun, and with a slight move, the burly and unparalleled Wei Song's feet were uncontrollably off the ground, and then he was thrown out.

Wei Song's body twisted strongly in the air, he stood still, his body leaned back, his eyes were round with angry eyes, and he shouted again, Wei Song sank into the ground, his feet sank into the ground, and stopped the decline, but the lake in his body had been stirred, and countless turbidity rose.

Xu Yunfeng took advantage of the gap, his body was like a swimming fish, and he came to the general in an instant, not facing the general's head-on, but swiping it on his waist, a soft sword was already in his hand, flashing in the general's waist, and the soft sword and the general's armor rubbed against each other and splashed a series of sparks.

The general clenched his fist with one hand and smashed it on Xu Yunfeng's body, but Xu Yunfeng's body was like a soft horse without any force, and it was like a falling leaf swirling in the air, even if the force was as strong as a thousand catties. There is no force to be struck on it.

After the sword passed, Xu Yunfeng did not retreat, and his body was like a soft sword in his soft hand. Stabbed at the general's eyebrows, but this time the soft sword had not been handed out, and the general's hand had already been attached to Xu Yunfeng's body, and he pressed it down gently, and Xu Yunfeng's body was suddenly struck by lightning.

Suddenly threw out the software in his hand, like a poisonous snake spitting out a letter, and continued to stab at the general.

The general is like picking up leaves. Two fingers pinched the soft sword and threw it aside: "Xu Yunfeng, I saw you last time." When you were a child, there was anger, anger, and resentment between your eyebrows. See you again now. The negative impact of those old things has disappeared, which is your luck and Xu Xiao's luck. ”

Xu Yunfeng grinned, a trace of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth, the general's hand was pressed, it seemed that there was only one hand, but Xu Yunfeng felt that there were two hands superimposed on each other, and one hand was the sky. With one hand on the ground, he struck his body like a leaf in the middle.

Reach out and wipe the blood away. Xu Yunfeng's face turned pale unconsciously: "I didn't expect the general to remember me, I was really flattered." However, compared to what the general said, Yun Feng has practiced a good martial arts, shouldn't it surprise the general more? ”

"Martial arts?" The general shook his head and smiled a little mockingly, "There are some things that can become pride, and they can also be taken out to determine the development of the situation, and become the decisive force, but this martial art is the most unattainable thing, nor is it a decisive factor, and it will never be possible to wait for the hall of elegance." ”

"General, you are arrogant. Only you say it, Yun Feng is convinced, if someone else said it, Yun Feng would have slapped him in the face, let him know how high the sky is and how thick the ground is. Xu Yunfeng is still cynical on weekdays, but in private, he is constantly teasing the internal management, dredging the meridians, and accumulating momentum.

"Your appearance is similar to that of your mother's relatives, but your mood and temperament are the same as Xu Xiao." The general seemed to see that Xu Yunfeng was regulating his internal breath, but he didn't stop him, and let him gather momentum, "Xu Yunfeng, go back to Xiliang, and when the old man captures Shangjing, he will go to Xiliang alone to chat with Xu Xiao." People all over the world say that Xu Xiao is domineering and unreasonable, and the village man, in the eyes of the old man, in fact, the most reasonable person in the world is Xu Xiao. ”

The general stretched out his hand and pointed to Pan Chunwei above the city: "The pen is too reasonable, maybe you don't agree with the old man's perfect world, but the old man thinks Xu Xiao will agree." ”

Lin Wan'er has a serious face, she does not deny the general's statement, there may be many people who oppose the general's perfect world, but Xu Xiao's sentence "a few acres of thin fields, a few thatched houses" is a local microcosm of the general's sketch of the world, which Xiliang King is looking forward to, and at this time is building a few acres of small vegetable gardens in Xiliang, she used to think that it was Xiliang Wang's self-retreat in his old age, and now it seems that those few acres of vegetable gardens are the dreams and goals that Xiliang Wang is still extending, and this dream and goal is what he once promised Sister Su.

The world's most powerful King Xiliang and the great general, from the perspective of their bones, turned out to be ideal perfectionists.

However, for the general's consolation, Xu Yunfeng did not answer, but slowly closed his eyes, as his eyes closed, the temperature around his body seemed to drop by three degrees, and a trace of black qi began to flow out of his body, gradually submerging his body, covering his face, a dark and deep cultivation Yama slowly formed, and countless black qi emerged from the terrifying and terrifying facial features, becoming more and more terrifying.

With the formation of Xiusha Yama's face, countless arms stretched out, holding different weapons in different hands, like purgatory on earth, harvesting all living beings with teeth and claws.

Baoyu on the top of the city suddenly reached out and grabbed Lin Wan'er's sleeve, he was a little scared, he had seen this terrifying black qi in the Xiliang Palace, at that time, Xu Yunfeng's mind was swallowed by this cultivator, his eyes were pitch black, extremely terrifying, at this time, seeing this terrifying foreign body again, it was inevitable to be afraid in his heart.

Lin Wan'er was also very nervous, she couldn't help swallowing her saliva, and patted Baoyu's little hand, as if she was comforting Baoyu again, as if she was comforting herself: "Baoyu, don't be afraid, everything will be fine." ”

Xu Yunfeng, who was full of anger, turned red and purple, and slowly opened his eyes, not as black as ink, his eyes were still sanity, he raised his head and gave Baoyu a reassuring look, at this time, he had no resentment in his heart, no anger, and he was already able to control this shameful Yama.

The general not far away frowned, and for the first time he took the initiative to step out, his body was like the wind, and the hand that had been behind him was round and smooth and slowly stretched out, forming horns with the other hand, and naturally there was an unusual look in it.

The weapons in the hands of Xiusha Yama were thrown one after another, stabbing at the general with lightning speed, but no matter how fast the weapons were, they couldn't get close to the general's body.

The next moment, the Great General appeared in front of Xiusha Yama, and his hands slammed into that terrifying and abnormal face, and a visible ravine crack appeared on that hideous face.

"Open!" The general burst into a shout, grabbed Xu Yunfeng's body with one hand, and a simple but wonderful Tai Chi lock hand locked Xu Yunfeng, making him unable to move, and kept bombarding that face with one hand.

I don't know how many punches were thrown, and the bodies of Xiu Sha Yan Luo and Xu Yunfeng were torn apart. The general stepped on Xu Yunfeng's shoulder, following him like a shadow.

The frightened Xiusha Yama roared again and again, without the host, it is rootless water and is destined not to live long, the most terrifying thing is that the general in front of him is not the brilliant light of Xiliang Palace, born to be its nemesis, the general is directly crushed with a strong force, and fear gradually overflows in his heart.

The screams were loud again and again, the ghosts in front of the Xuanwu Gate of the entire capital city cried wolf, and the people in the city who heard the miserable screams covered their ears one after another, and Xiusha Yama retreated with all his might, but he couldn't close the distance between him and the general, and his already terrifying face was matched with panic and panic, which made it even more terrifying.

Suddenly, Xiusha Yama stopped his retreat, the evil qi was full of sky, countless black qi rolled, it chose to fight with the general at the last moment, countless black gas rolled, countless weapons shot out, but it couldn't resist the general's pace of advancement,

The general walked forward slowly, and with a punch, Xiusha Yama lay on his back and rolled, and his foot collapsed, and Xiusha Yama's terrifying face suddenly fell apart, instantly turning into countless debris and disappearing.

The heavens and the earth are clear, there is no more roar, no more black gas, as if everything that just happened has never appeared.

The general stood on the spot, like a mountain and a sea: "If it is not a human thing, dare to make a mistake!" ”

(I'm back Hu Hansan, uh, I just don't know how long I can last, try my best, try my best, and regain the joy of writing!) (To be continued.) )